(idea) by jessicapierce Sat May 06 2000 at 13:39:12

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  • cutting a little alligator out of paper

    • In Woolworth's, looking through the lipsticks. I desperately wanted the one called "Nipples." The manager came over and made stupid conversation with me and I think he knew I wanted to steal it. Yes, proper color selection is important. Don't want to shock the boys, do we?

    • Watching the weather channel, I was able to peer into any weather observatory in the country, and remotely control the camera there. Texas was boring, so was Tennessee. It was raining almost everywhere. The Alaska one was getting a beating, and the sound was unbelievable - angry rain, trying to get into the building, scary even translated over wires, so far away. I tilted the camera up to look at the glass dome. It was cracking. Was it the weight of accumulated rain, or the force of the new rain falling? Didn't matter, it wanted in, and it was getting its way. The wind and the breaking glass and the rain thundering down were too much and I had to shut it off.

    • Walking to the library. I was hoping for lots of reasons that I didn't see anyone I knew. I saw my dad up ahead, walking with Victoria. Was he taking her home? I was confused. I sast on a low stone wall and pretended not to see them, hoping they would give me the same courtesy. They didn't. I looked down the whole time they talked to me, knowing how hairy my legs were.

    • Thanksgiving. She told him not to take pictures of her making dinner, she was too hot and frazzled. Flipping through the photos, I saw she was beautiful in all of them, except for the last one, where her face was gnarled in a grimace and she lunged at the photographer with a knife.

    • At home for Christmas. Almost done with presents when I found one marked "Jack Davis." I asked the two boys cuddling in the recliner if they ever saw him, and they said yes, all the time. Why hadn't I asked them long ago? I could have found him by now.

      A tarantula came after me across the rug. I jumped out of the way and it turned and came straight for me again. I picked it up and felt its horrible back pincers grabbing my hand like little blades. I threw it. It bounced off the wall and came for me, faster. Meh! it said. No one else seemed to be bothered by any of this. Are you not paying attention? This tarantula can talk! It just said Meh!

    • Sitting behind the scenes, it felt like the garage annex stairs of Boorman House, dark dusty wooden floor. We were exhausted after the show. I'd only been backstage but felt as if I'd been the one in the lights. So much to get done in zero time, and we had all pulled it off. I sat with my back against the cool wall. One of the brothers came and sat on my lap, snuggling against me. All right, Liam, enough nonsense, you know I've had enough of you.

      He laughed and showed me the new flyers. On the front was the obligatory stuff about the band re-forming indefinitely for the tour. Below that was a patch of rough gray match-scratching stuff, labeled Jessicapierce. I took out a match and tried to light it. The match broke and I tried another, which failed to light, and I tried another. What am I doing wrong? Liam was falling over laughing. It's a joke, don't you see? Don't you see what we're trying to say? I wasn't sure I liked it.

    • I like it! 1 C!